Home Sweet Shy

"All AboooooAAAAARD!!"

Fluttershy gripped a seat as the train proceeded to jerk into motion, building up speed as it departed Ponyville Station. By some miracle she managed to remain on her hooves, as she made her way towards her assigned seat. Quietly, she reflected back on the good fortune that came out of carrying a flock of Breezies inside her body. She only had to pay for a single ticket.

Finding her seat, and then sitting down into it, were two separate tasks that each presented its own challenges. Maneuvering and handling her increased weight in the aisles had been quite awkward. And now as she settled in she could feel her increased masses all pressing into each other, fighting for room. It didn't help that immediately in response, her passengers proceeded to break out into squirming fits, causing the pegasus to screw her eyes shut as her breasts, belly, and balls all undulated and writhed within the confines of her clothing.

"I can't help it, I'm so big now." she whispered, addressing the dozens of fairies inside her. "It's not going to get any less tight for now. Please, calm down. Be patient."

It took them a few minutes, but at length, the writhing began to settle down. She placed a hand on her belly, and stroked it soothingly, reassuringly. The train's gentle bumping along the rails began to blend together, as they picked up speed.

Thus far the trip was free of any complications. Scoring this as a minor victory, the yellow mare leaned back in her seat, and retrieved a book from her purse. She dropped her voice again as she spoke. "I'm going to do a bit of reading. Can... can you all actually hear me, in there?"

She felt it as a wave of gentle vibration across her bust, in her womb, and in her panties. She bit her lip, before nodding. "Well then... how about I read to us some? It's going to be a long trip anyways. It's a mystery story, called 'The Catamount of the Houndervilles'..."

Thus the trip began, as she began reading out loud, seemingly to herself. The world outside became a blur of greens and blues, as the train sped out of Ponyville 's town borders, and into the wider countryside. For two hours, she read in peace, keeping the herd within her entertained with tales of mysteries and suspense...

At least, up until a hawker's voice started sounding out at the back of her car. "Snacks, drinks, apples for the foals? Right here, get your snacks, rock candy and Wendigo snocones!"

Fluttershy was all but helpless as her breasts more or less levitated in front of her, her belly following close behind. Her occupants had heard the stallion, and it occurred to her that they probably hadn't eaten in a few hours, since crawling aboard her. She hurriedly wrapped her arms tight around her bust, holding it in place as she furiously whispered into her own cleavage. "Keep it down! You're going to give us away!"

The squirming subsided, but not by much. Her cheeks flushed red, the pegasus's head turned to look down the aisle, at the vendor pony with his cart of refreshments. Turning back to her bosom, she whispered again. "If I got us a snack, would you all promise to stay still?"

She got another body-wide vibration again, this time the motion all but fading entirely as they adopted their best behaviors. Letting out a sigh, Shy released her hold on her breasts, before lifting an arm to wave down the vendor stallion.

It didn't take long for him to reach her seat. The stallion, a slate grey specimen with a silvered mane, tipped his hat to her. "G'afternoon miss, what can I getcha?"

"Uhm... a hot tea, would be nice. A-and, uhm, what all fruit do you have, again?"

"Well, let's see." He leaned to look deeper into his cart. "I've got grapes, pears, apples, bananas, papaya, kiwis, strawberries, cherries-"

At the word 'cherries', activity in her body began again, the squirming rocking her belly back and forth. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, waiting for the motion to pass, before opening to look at the colt again...

... and seeing the shocked look upon his face. Fearing the worst, her eyes widened, cheeks flushed incredibly red, not daring to breathe a word, lest she say something to further incriminate herself.

At length, his expression relaxed, a hand going up to grasp at his cap, as he watched the subtle squirming of her belly. "Well now. Eating for two then, I take it?" he spoke, a knowing smile surfacing upon his mustached lips.

... he just thinks I'm pregnant. O-oh goodness. she thought to herself. Well... no reason to make him think otherwise...

"...Y-yeah, you could say that." she finally replied, allowing a hand to rest upon said belly, rubbing it gently. "Much more than just two, in fact."

"I don't doubt it." he nodded, turning back to his cart. "I take it they want the cherries then, if my guess isn't too far off."

More squirming from within. "Y-yes, they do." she breathed, voice catching in her throat. "They definitely want the cherries."

He smiled, and lifted out a couple of bags of the dark red fruits, sitting them on the seat next to her, alongside a steaming cup of tea. She made a motion to reach for her purse, but to her surprise, the stallion shook his head. "Not gonna ask anything from young mothers. You just let me know if there's anything else that I can do for you, and I'll see what I can do."

Touched by the colt's words, she gave him a blushing smile and a nod, before a thought bubbled to the forefront of her mind. "Oh! Uhm... how many cars down are the bathrooms?"

He leaned over to her and pointed to the front of the car. "You're in luck. This car's got its own set, just right up there, next to the join tunnel door. The next set's three cars down towards the back, if that one's ever occupied."

Fluttershy smiled again, and thanked the colt profusely, earning her another tip of the hat and assurance to keep an eye out for her, before he departed to continue his rounds. She saw as he turned, that he had a pair of wings upon his back. From behind, with his aged mane and strong build, a chord of familiarity struck her mind. Have I met him before?...

As soon as he left the car, she scooped up the bags of cherries and placed them in her purse, leaving her tea to cool in her seat's cupholder, as she then proceeded to lift her not-inconsiderable frame out into the aisle, making her way towards the pointed restrooms.

I'll ask him later, next time I see him. Right now, I've got Breezies to feed... and it's not going to be as simple as feeding myself, I just know it.

A sliding of the bolt, and a flick of the switch. Safely ensconced in the privacy of the restroom, the pegasus took the bag of cherries and opened them up, before setting them on the sink... and then reaching down to unbutton her coat, followed by grasping the hem of her sweater, and pulling up.

Her enormous mounds spilled out, dark puffy nipples bared and erect. From the motion, their occupants began to move again, those rounded shapes undulating from the activity within them, her belly reacting likewise in turn. She bit her lip, steeling herself against the sensations, before finally speaking. "Seabreeze... how exactly is this going to work? How do I feed you all, inside me?"

She felt a little more motion within her left breast, and her cheeks grew hot and flushed as she realized that it was squirming its way towards her nipple. Biting her lip, almost afraid to watch, she nonetheless kept her eyes glued to her own teat. Before long, it pulsed, and flexed... and then finally, a pair of tiny blue arms extended out of its center pore, before grasping the darkened areola to haul out the head and upper torso of Seabreeze.

"Sweet meercifuul heevans." he swore to himself, before looking around and then craning his neck to look up at his Host's face. "Ees naught rocket scieence. Hand 'em t' me an aye'll carry'em inside. Ach, Fleecetail, haagen velt roighten f'taghn, naa?"

In response to his words, Fluttershy felt new activity in her right breast, followed by her right nipple erupting an orange breezie of its own. Staring down at these miniature ponies lodged inside her breasts, she found herself beginning to hyperventilate. "I-I don't have to tell you how extremely disconcerting I'm finding this, do I?"

"Then geet goin' with th' cherries, lass." Seabreeze replied, stretching his arms out. "Queeker th' deed, th' queeker it's over wit. Aye feegure weel only be needin' five per globe, y'ken?"

"Ech bin wodan bligen!" Fleecetail suddenly chirped.

"Ach, right. That goes for th' ones een yer womb as well."

Her pupils shrunk at the realization, but she eventually nodded, before reaching forward to the bag, and scooping out a hand-full of red fruits. Taking one between her fingers, she lowered it down to the small blue stallion, who took it in both hands, turning it about in inspection. "Pitted. Guud call." he remarked, and then proceeded to pull himself back inside.

She screwed her eyes shut as she felt the cherry pressing against her nipple, feeling her tender flesh strain... and then letting out a gasp as with a 'pop', it was pulled inside her breast. She could feel it being ferried deeper inside her flesh, another new sensation on top of the others she had been subjected to, in such a short period of time. A gentle jiggle from her right nipple reminded her of the Breezie still waiting there, and with a little hesitation, she handed them a cherry as well, once again wincing as it was pulled inside with a second 'pop'.

This continued for a good minute, the breezies popping out, and her handing them another cherry to pull inside of her, to distribute among the rest of the breezies inhabiting her breasts. At some point, she was struck with the impression that she was feeding her breasts themselves, directly, as if they were individual entities that just happened to be attached to her body. It was yet another disconcerting notion, on top of everything else that had happened.

At length, the yellow mare felt another breezie crawling their way past her cervix, and she stiffened, before taking yet another cherry, and leaning forwards, a hand pulling down her skirt and panties, giving her massive jewels some air. Her fingers darted in between her sac and inner thigh, and pressed the cherry against the folds hidden beneath her male equipment. It didn't take long before she felt another pair of arms part those lower lips, grasping the cherry, and then pulling it through, ferrying up inside.

She closed her eyes for a second, before looking down at her left breast, and Seabreeze peering out of it. "Should I be worried about you all staying... clean, inside of me?"

"Th' Host takes care o' us. We duu our best t' take care of th' Host in turn." he replied. "Remeember, ees not th' first tyme wee Breezies 'ave doone this. Eef yuu're worried 'boot infectin's, doon't be. Wee'll take care o' eet, easy."

Fluttershy wished she felt as assured as he was. She was going through an awful lot of trouble here after all. As she pulled her hand back to pick another fruit, her balls jostled a bit from the passage, which in turn caused their occupants to start squirming. Thusly reminded, she asked, a tint of fear in her voice. "Don't I... have to feed the ones in my testicles, too?"

The midget stallion waved a dismissive hand. "Ach, theey'll be fine. Yuu've kinda been... 'feedin' them all along, y'ken?"

It took her a bit to realize what he meant. And when it finally registered, her face went completely beet red.

She returned to her seat not long after, and soon busied herself with feeding one last mouth; her own. A sandwich and half an apple later, and she was soon back to her book, reading out-loud at a whisper to her occupants.

The train trip continued to be uneventful for the most part. Once or twice, the click-clack of rails would be interrupted by one rough set of tracks, the cars passing over it jostling heavily, causing their occupants to rouse and look about. During these, Fluttershy would raise her head and scan the car, realizing that at least a couple of the other passengers were looking at her out of the corner of their eye. Looking at her, and at her increased curvaceous figure.

She would blush, and hide her face immediately afterwards behind her book.

The Breezies for their part, remained model passengers themselves as she read to them, not shifting or causing a disturbance. Once or twice she caught herself rubbing her own belly, idly taking in the feeling of being 'full' there. I've always wondered what it'd be like, to be pregnant...

It would be some hours later, when a glint out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. Looking up revealed to the pegasus that in the whirring scenery outside, the sun had begun to settle on the horizon.

"O-oh dear... that late already?" she muttered more to herself than to her occupants. This was followed by a growl from her stomach, reminding her that it had indeed, been a fair amount of time since her sandwich.

She looked at her purse, and the four remaining sandwiches inside, thinking. ".... we're going to be walking out in the wild later, so... it might be better to save these for then. Maybe I ought to try the dining car?"

She got a wave of writhing from within her bust, telling her that the fairies inside agreed with her thinking. Blushing, the pegasus looked down at the shelf of mammaries jutting from her ribcage. "But then, how am I gonna feed you all? Can you all wait till a bit later, when we're in private again?"

A more muted sensation returned to her in reply from her belly. It felt as if the Breezies inside were all looking at each other and shrugging their shoulders in indecision. She gave a sigh and closed the book, putting it away before she gripped the seat railing and steeled herself. "Well... here we go, one way or another."

Hefting her sizable mass from her seat was even more of a challenge than earlier, given that she had been sitting in one spot for hours. In particular, it felt like her balls had become even heavier, as if more Breezies had appeared in there. Knowing this to be an impossibility though, she shunted it to the back of her mind as very carefully, she maneuvered herself out into the aisle.

She was just about to stand up straight, when the car hit yet another jostling rail.

The interior seemed to leap into the air for a brief second. It was enough to make her yelp, as she lost her footing and fell over backwards. To both her relief, and embarrassment, she felt her fall broken as she landed up against the form of another pony.

"Wo-hoah there!" came the voice. "Are you okay, miss? That was a rough one." Strong hands hefted her back upright, holding her steady. She recognized the voice, as that of the concession stallion who had been through earlier.

"O-oh! Uhm, hello." she replied, her face a beet red. "I-I'm so sorry, just... lost my grip there. Th-thank you, for... a-ah!"

The Breezies did not take kindly to being jostled at all. Her face burned a few degrees hotter as she felt all her inhabited parts break out into squirming. Her balls rattled, her immense bust writhed, and beneath the hands of the stallion keeping her steady, her belly undulated, bumps rising and falling beneath its rounded surface.

The grey pegasus hesitated, his mustache twitching, momentarily amazed by what he was feeling. A split second later, he removed his hand and blushed a fair bit himself, rubbing the back of his head. "A-ah, sorry 'bout that. You've... got quite an active bunch of foals there!"

"T-that's putting it lightly..." she replied, allowing herself to be steadied by the pony as she placed both her hands on her belly, stroking the sides. "Calm down everyone, please?"

It took a few seconds for the activity to die down to a dull vibration, as she soothed them. "I was just getting up to go to the dining car. Er, which way is it?"

"About three cars behind us, ma'am. If you need, I can help carry your things." He motioned to her purse and suitcase, before pausing for a moment. "I've been talking with the rest of the crew... They said your ticket's for Highwind Lake?"

"U-uhm, yes, that's correct."

"That's kind of an overnight trip, you're aware, ma'am?"

She nodded, arms still holding her belly. "I am. I only had enough bits for the seat though, so-"

"Well, that's what we've been talkin' about." He stood up a little taller and adjusted his cap. "We had a passenger who'd reserved an overnight cabin room, cancel at the last second. It's currently still unoccupied."

This picked at Shy's ears. She turned to look at him in curiosity. "Oh?"

"The stewards all told me the same thing you did. A mare in your condition though..." his eyes swept her gravid form briefly. "Well, I talked it over with the crew, and we all agreed. You should go ahead and take that cabin for tonight. No extra charge."

Her eyes widened in considerable surprise. "That's... th-that's very, very kind of you, sir."

He shook his head. "It's no problem at all, ma'am. Come on, I'll lead you to it. And then, I'll see about having dinner delivered to you once you're settled in. There'll be a menu in the door."

He took the lead, holding her hand, which she quite readily allowed. She wasn't sure anymore just how balanced she was on her feet. Not after having thirty-plus Breezies deciding to climb inside her. For a brief moment it came to her to confess to the dear stallion who was going out of his way to help what he saw as a pregnant mare, that her cargo wasn't exactly what he thought it was...

But it is precious, isn't it? So it's not technically a lie...

They progressed down a number of cars, before one door opened to allow the aromas of cooked vegetables to flood her nose. Her stomach rumbled once again, which earned a small embarrassed blush, and a smile from the gentlecolt. Past the tables, they finally entered a car with a small hallway, with doors on the side. It was the first of these doors that the stallion opened, and bowed to usher her inside.

Fluttershy looked in, her expression beaming. She had slept in overnight trains before, especially in bunk-cars that she shared with all of her friends. This however, was a nice cozy space, meant for only one pony. A single window still allowed her to see the passing countryside, but she also had her own wash-room, bunk, and various shelves which to store things in.

"Hope it's to your liking, ma'am." the stallion replied, setting her baggage upon the cot. "These are usually pretty full up, but like I said, this pony decided to cancel last-minute. Lucky that he did, huh?"

She nodded, gently setting herself down in the window seat. "It's perfect. Thank you, sir. And tell everypony else I said thanks too, will you?"

"Will do, ma'am. Again, menu's in the door. If you need anything else, just call me!" He grinned and tipped his hat again. It was only then that Shy thought to ask the colt for his name, but by the time she'd opened her mouth, the door had slid and clicked shut.

She leaned back, and breathed an immense sigh of relief... which was soon followed by an unrestrained groan, as her occupants made their presence known once more, wriggling and writhing transpiring beneath her skin.

Stroking her belly, the pegasus spoke more plainly, now that there was no fear of anyone overhearing. "We're okay, everypony. We have our own room now. A bit more privacy, if, uhm, anyone wants to come out?" Her tone had been hopeful, inviting her passengers to vacate her body. The bit of wiggling she got in response however, told her that they were all nice and comfortable right where they were.

Heaving another sigh, she looked over, and found the aforementioned menu. Standing up, she pulled it out and looked it over, a hand absentmindedly digging into her remaining bag of cherries. "Dinner... I suppose everypony's ready for something besides cherries, right?"

She got a shimmy from her belly and breasts, that she'd come to interpret as 'yes'. Popping a cherry into her mouth, she munched it, before continuing. "Well, we've got our options. Broccoli almondine, roasted brussel sprouts, quinoa salad... o-oh goodness, they even have a bean-loaf on here."

More undulating from her body. Signals were mixed this time, some obviously liked the sound of certain dishes more than others. She bit down a giggle, before popping another cherry into her mouth. "Well, we're going to have to make up our minds somehow. Unless you'd all like to come out and help me look over this-"

She attempted to swallow the cherry. Something proceeded to go down the wrong pipe.

Fluttershy gagged, before coughing, dropping the menu in the process. Hands flying to her throat, she hacked and wheezed, trying to heave the foreign object out of her windpipe, to no avail. To make matters worse, the breezies within her had all suddenly begun to writhe, sensing their host's distress. She had to lean against the wall as the rounded masses attached to her squirmed and moved and-

She stopped coughing long enough to drop her mouth open in a gasp. The wriggling in her right breast intensified, before she silently screamed as a breezie's hand pushed its way out of her nipple. The sweater and coat covering it bulged as the minuscule form dragged itself out, then proceeded to clamber up the mountain that was her breast.

Crawling free of the neckline, a lemon-yellow breezie with a wavy blue mane emerged, her expression one of worry and panic. Her wings extended and she took to the air, hovering in front of Fluttershy's face. The pegasus couldn't exactly speak, but she pointed a finger to her mouth, gesturing at her throat. The pixie mare then nodded at her...

... and then Shy's eyes widened further, as the faerie proceeded to launch herself into her mouth. She kept very, very still as she felt small hooves and hands clamber over her teeth and across her tongue, antennae brushing the roof of her mouth. She felt a hand grasp one of her rear molars, and she had the mental image of the breezie leaning over her esophagus, peering down and searching...

The irritant in her windpipe suddenly vanished.

She took a breath, and then coughed one last time, ejecting the breezie from her mouth in the same moment. Her helper tumbled in the air for a few seconds, before righting herself and fluttering back up to the pegasus's face, with the offending object in hand. A single cherry pit.

The breezie glared at it, and rattled off something in her Northlandic tongue. Staring in turn, Shy could only manage a sheepish smile and shrug. "Y-yeah, it looks like they missed one... there's usually always one, isn't there?"

There was a nod, before it was chucked over her shoulder, into a nearby wastebasket. Fluttershy opened her mouth again to thank the breezie, but was interrupted as the spritely pony flew right up to her, grasped her muzzle in both hands, and then pressed a kiss to her snout. The tiny gesture made her heart flutter, as a smile overtook her face. A tingling remained on her snout where the kiss had taken place, making her feel a little light.

The tiny mare flashed her own smile at her, before ducking down and landing upon the pegasus's shelf of a bust, wings retracting as she crawled down into that cleavage to return to her nipple. Absentmindedly, Shy pulled the fabric surrounding that teat out and away to give the breezie room, feeling those minute fingers grasping and finding it, then digging in, and pushing it wide to take shelter in her breast once again.

She waited till the wriggling subsided, staring down at her own bust in a sort of shell-shocked awe. Looking to the wastebin, and then back again, she then very tenderly cupped her enormous, inhabited mounds, and lifted them up, speaking to the occupants within them. "You... You all really do care about me, don't you?"

That movement from before, the one that she knew to mean 'yes', blossomed fully within her breasts, within her womb, and within her jewels. Her skin all but rippled from the enthusiasm of their answer, and despite everything, she actually felt another smile coming to her lips, drinking in the confirmation that yes, each and every body that was inside her, cared for her, as she had cared for them.

"... and care for all of you, I'll keep doing." she replied, with much more conviction than she had before, since they had boarded her. Leaning down, she picked up the menu once more, and returned to reading it out, a new expression of happiness lighting up her features. "Now... who wants the bean loaf, and who wants the broccoli almondine?"